Give it up I will always be free
Give it up you will never get to me
Give it up because I'm never gonna go down
Give it up I will always be around
Deceiving and believing perceiving the rights of leaving
Give it up, give it up or down
Give it up, give it up or down to the sound
Give it up, give it up or down to the sound
Get my back because I'm coming back
Get my back
Get my back because what Iack is never near fact
Get my back because I'm ready to attack
Here I come,your never going to get back
Perceiving and believing giving back belief of reason
Give it back, give it up or down
Give it back, give it up or down to the sound
Give it up, give it up or down to the sound
Stop!
Your never going to catch up to me
Stop!
Your never going to get on through to me
Stop!
I'm never going to give it up!
I'm never going to stop!
Because I'm watching and plotting and scheming, believing
The dealing and feeling that nothing that I do is heard
And yelling and screaming and beaming in healing
The wounding and bruising of all the things that I endured
The things that people do not touch
Stop!
Your never going to catch up to me
Stop!
Your never going to get on through to me!
Give it up, give it up or down to the sound!
Give it up you will never get to me
Give it up because I'm never gonna go down
Give it up I will always be around
Deceiving and believing perceiving the rights of leaving
Give it up, give it up or down
Give it up, give it up or down to the sound
Give it up, give it up or down to the sound
Get my back because I'm coming back
Get my back
Get my back because what Iack is never near fact
Get my back because I'm ready to attack
Here I come,your never going to get back
Perceiving and believing giving back belief of reason
Give it back, give it up or down
Give it back, give it up or down to the sound
Give it up, give it up or down to the sound
Stop!
Your never going to catch up to me
Stop!
Your never going to get on through to me
Stop!
I'm never going to give it up!
I'm never going to stop!
Because I'm watching and plotting and scheming, believing
The dealing and feeling that nothing that I do is heard
And yelling and screaming and beaming in healing
The wounding and bruising of all the things that I endured
The things that people do not touch
Stop!
Your never going to catch up to me
Stop!
Your never going to get on through to me!
Give it up, give it up or down to the sound!